My innermost weakness is the song that motivates and guides
the wisdom of the painting dreamer.
The official opportunities
of an endless crimson sky.
As the artist erases the red sky from the white canvas into warmth,
he sees
blazing hot flames from a red dragon at the mountain’s peak
protecting its land.
Dreams are memory’s capture upon pictures.
Imagination is Key.
My innermost weakness is the superfluous cascade water falling in such glorious victory, over
The Daring hope of a wizard taking control of that Crimson attraction.
The sparks of the beauty allurement stealing sight of such flames.
The painting posters pinned on the walls give way to
the rapids thoughts of wondering.
Thoughts Falling from the canvas once stained on the mountain as graffiti.
DayDreaming.
Shifting
In the caves and out of caverns
up in the wind and Down in the shadows.
Shifting
side by side and
back to back.
Shifting
Dreams to fantasies and
Fantasies to Reality
Imagination is Key.
My innermost weaknesses are the hopes of lilac flowers in the pool of Crystalline
in the middle of night,
in the middle morning,
in the middle of day,
in the middle of life.
Life is our command
Dreams are our Demand.
Imagination is a Key
Maybe your keys?
Maybe my keys?
Imagination – unlocks doors
be ever so careful what door you open,
be ever so careful in what doors are locked,
be ever so careful in what doors won’t open,
and be ever so careful in what doors you lock.
Imagination is the key
maybe yours
maybe mine
Use it wisely
Use it mindfully.